In the Long Run

I received a rather startling picture on my cell phone a few days ago. It was an ultrasound picture of my first grandchild. It was a singular experience, and my reaction to the picture surprised me.

I knew that my son’s wife was pregnant, and I had responded to the initial announcement with the usual congratulatory compliments, and legitimate concern over the mother-to-be’s health. The role of grandmother was not one I had anticipated with eager longing, but on the other hand, I was not recoiling in horror either. I was open to the idea, but possibly still somewhat lukewarm. I figured that I would have several months to get used to the thought of being someone’s grandma.

Then the ultrasound picture showed up on my phone, and several more pictures arrived by email. I was fascinated and intrigued by the shadowy images of this new life. The realization that this tiny being was related to me was thrilling in its simplicity, and sobering in its enormity. Suddenly grandparenthood seemed very real, and even satisfyingly pleasant. Amazingly, I began to look at this new chapter in my life with a tingle of excitement.

So now I ask you…. isn’t this just the cutest grandbaby you’ve ever seen?!

Posted by Cyppy at 8:15 AM